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Jim Morrison An American Prayer extended
 
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Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom Have you been borne yet & are you alive? Let's reinvent the gods, all teh myths of the ages Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests [Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war] We need great golden copulations The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest Our mother is dead in the sea Do you know we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals & that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood Do you know we are ruled by T.V. The moon is dry blood beast Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine amassing for warfare on innocent herdsman who are just dying O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & perfect our lives The moths & atheists are doubly divine & dying We live, we die & death not ends it Journey we more into the Nightmare Cling to life Our passion'd flower Cling to Cunts & cocks of despair We got our final vision by clap Columbus groin got filled w/green death (I touched her thigh & death smiled) We have assembled inside this ancient & insane theatre To propagate our lust for life & flee the swarming wisdom of the streets The barns are stormed The windows kept & only one of all the rest To dance & save us W/the divine mockery of words Music inflames temperament (When the true King's murderers are allowed to roam free a 1000 Magicians arise in the land) Where are the feasts we are promised Where is the wine The New Wine (dying on the vine) resident mockery give us an hour for magic We of the purple glove We of the starling flight & velvet hour We of arabic pleasures's breed We of sundome & the night Give us a creed To believe A nightr of lust Give us trust in The Night Give of color hundred hues a rich mandala for me & for you & for your silky pillowed house a head, wisdom & a bed Troubled decree Resident mockery has claimed thee We used to believe in the good old days We still receive In little ways The things of Kindness & unsporting brow Forget & allow Did you know freedom exists in school books Did you know madmen are running our prisons w/in a jail, w/in a gaol w/in a white free protestant maelstrom We're perched headlong on the edge of boredom We're reaching for death on the end of a candle We're trying for something that's already found us Wow, I'm sick of doubt Live in the light of certain south Cruel bindings The sevants have the power dog-men & their mean women pulling poor blankets over our sailors I'm sick of dour faces Starong at me from the T.V. Tower, I want roses in my garden bower; dig? Royal babies, rubies must now replace aborted Strangers in the mud These mutants, blood-meal for the plant that's plowed they are waiting to take us into the severed garden Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful comes death on a stranger hour unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed Death makes angels of us all & gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws No more money, no more fancy dress This other kingdom seems by far the best until its other jaw reveals incest & loose obedience to a vegetable law I will not go Prefer a feast of friends To the Giant family
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Jim Mоrrisоn Musiс Bу Thе Dооrs ‎"Аn Аmeriсаn Prаyer" Full Album HD
 
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All ads added by right-owners. I don't have any profit. Use your brain. Jim Morrison Music By The Doors ‎"An American Prayer" Full Album HD Tracklist Show Credits Awake 1 Awake 00:00 2 Ghost Song 00:36 3 Dawn's Highway 03:27 4 Newborn Awakening 04:49 To Come Of Age 5 To Come Of Age 07:15 6 Black Polished Chrome 08:17 7 Latino Chrome 09:24 8 Angels And Sailors 11:39 9 Stoned Immaculate 14:26 The Poet's Dreams 10 The Movie 15:59 11 Curses, Invocations 17:35 World On Fire 12 American Night 19:32 13 Roadhouse Blues 20:01 14 The World On Fire 25:54 15 Lament 27:01 16 The Hitchhiker 29:19 An American Prayer 17 An American Prayer 31:35 18 Hour For Magic 34:40 19 Freedom Exists 35:58 20 A Feast Of Friends 36:18 Bonus Tracks 21 Babylon Fading 38:29 22 Bird Of Prey 40:09 23 The Ghost Song 41:13
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Jim Morrison - An American Prayer (The poem).
 
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From the album "An American Prayer" Vocals by Jim Morrison Music by The Doors. Lyrics: Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom? Have you been born yet, and are you alive? Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war? We need great golden copulations. The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest Our mother is dead in the sea Do you know we are being lead to slaughters by placid admirals and that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood? Do you know we are ruled by T.V.? The moon is a dry blood beast Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine amassing for warfare on innocent herdsman who are just dying O great creator of being, grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives The moths & atheists are doubly divine and dying We live, we die and death not ends it. Journey we more into the Nightmare Cling to life our passioned flower Cling to Cunts & cocks of despair We got our final vision by clap Columbus's groin got filled with green death I touched her thigh and death smiled. We have assembled inside this ancient insane theatre To propagate our lust for life flee the swarming wisdom of the streets The barns are stormed The windows kept And only one of all the rest will dance & save us With the divine mockery of words. Music inflames temperament. When the true King's murderers are allowed to roam free a 1000 Magicians arise in the land Where are the feasts we are promised? Where is the wine, The new wine, dying on the vine?
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Jim Morrison - An american prayer
 
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Next video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEH0WhZfUIA The best poem from Jim Morrison "An american prayer" www.crdc.es http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEH0WhZfUIA
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An American Prayer by Jim Morrison & the Doors With a Truth Seekers Twist
 
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An American Prayer by Jim Morrison & the Doors With a Truth Seekers Twist and on-screen lyrics Http://www.groundzero2011.com
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"The Severed Garden" Jim Morrison - An American Prayer 1978
 
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"The Severed Garden" Jim Morrison - An American Prayer 1978 Sometimes I Feel Like Screaming - Deep Purple - Purpendicular 1996: https://youtu.be/jT4jEaqiEK0 Fat Old Sun - Pink Floyd - Atom Heart Mother (1970): https://youtu.be/ucFe48w2saY An American Prayer is the ninth and final studio album by the Doors. In 1978, seven years after lead singer Jim Morrison died and five years after the remaining members of the band broke up, Ray Manzarek, Robby Krieger, and John Densmore reunited and recorded backing tracks over Morrison's poetry (originally recorded in 1969 and 1970). Other pieces of music and spoken word recorded by the Doors and Morrison were also used in the audio collage, such as dialogue from Morrison's film HWY: An American Pastoral and snippets from jam sessions. The album received mixed reviews and still divides critics, yet it has managed a platinum certification in the US. When the album was originally released, longtime Doors' producer Paul Rothchild labeled the album a "rape of Jim Morrison". Rothchild claimed that he had heard all of the reels of master tapes from both the 1969 and the 1970 poetry sessions, insisting that the three remaining Doors failed to realize Morrison's original intent for an audio presentation of the poetry. Morrison himself, prior to leaving for Paris, had approached composer Lalo Schifrin as a possible contributor for the music tracks meant to accompany the poetry, with no participation from any of the other Doors members. In addition, he had developed some conception of the album cover art work by January 1971, and was in correspondence with artist T. E. Breitenbach to design this cover in the form of a tryptich (a three-paneled painting with various images embedded in each panel).
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Carlos Santana, John Densmore - An American Prayer, Riders on the Storm
 
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Doors drummer John Densmore sits in with Carlos Santana; performs Riders On The Storm and recites a portion of Jim Morrison's An American Prayer.
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John Densmore performs Jim Morrison's poem "An American Prayer".
 
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Doors drummer John Densmore performs at the 2013 Bioneers Annual Conference
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Jim Morrison - An American Prayer
 
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From album: An American Prayer Music by: The Doors Year released: 1978 Do You Know The Warm Progress Under The Stars? Do You Know We Exist? Have You Forgotten The Keys To The Kingdom Have You Been Borne Yet & Are You Alive? Let's Reinvent The Gods, All Teh Myths Of The Ages Celebrate Symbols From Deep Elder Forests [Have You Forgotten The Lessons Of The Ancient War] We Need Great Golden Copulations The Fathers Are Cackling In Trees Of The Forest Our Mother Is Dead In The Sea Do You Know We Are Being Led To Slaughters By Placid Admirals & That Fat Slow Generals Are Getting Obscene On Young Blood Do You Know We Are Ruled By T.V. The Moon Is Dry Blood Beast Guerrilla Bands Are Rolling Numbers In The Next Block Of Green Vine Amassing For Warfare On Innocent Herdsman Who Are Just Dying O Great Creator Of Being Grant Us One More Hour To Perform Our Art & Perfect Our Lives The Moths & Atheists Are Doubly Divine & Dying We Live, We Die & Death Not Ends It Journey We More Into The Nightmare Cling To Life Our Passion'd Flower Cling To Cunts & Cocks Of Despair We Got Our Final Vision By Clap Columbus Groin Got Filled W/Green Death (I Touched Her Thigh & Death Smiled) We Have Assembled Inside This Ancient & Insane Theatre To Propagate Our Lust For Life & Flee The Swarming Wisdom Of The Streets The Barns Are Stormed The Windows Kept & Only One Of All The Rest To Dance & Save Us W/The Divine Mockery Of Words Music Inflames Temperament (When The True King's Murderers Are Allowed To Roam Free A 1000 Magicians Arise In The Land) Where Are The Feasts We Are Promised Where Is The Wine The New Wine (Dying On The Vine) All rights belong to Jim Morrison, The Doors and Asylum Records
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JIM MORRISON and THE DOORS -- An American Prayer
 
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A few tracks from this 1978 pressing of "An American Prayer" In 1970 Jim Morrison recorded several hours of his poems with his own voice with the intention of making an album of poetry in a near future. Unfortunately, he passed away a few months later in 1971, but the recordings were kept in a safe place by the recording engineer John Haeny. A few years later, John Haeny and the remaining of The Doors members decided to make the poetry album that Jim Morrison wanted. The band wrote new music, and some other well known Doors tracks were also used on the album. Everything was painstakingly mixed with Jim's previously recorded voice, and this is the result. If you're a Doors fan, take a look at John Haney's website and read about the making of "An American Prayer" http://johnhaeny.com/the-making-of-jim-morrisions-an-american-prayer/ audio-technica 150MLX & Pro-ject Tube Box S phonostage
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4. The Doors - Newborn Awakening (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Newborn Awakening - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding. Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind. Blood in the streets, in the town of New Haven. Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice. Blood in my love, in the terrible summer. Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A. Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers. Blood will be born in the birth if a nation. Blood is the rose of mysterious. Blood on the rise, it's following me. Indian, indian, What did you die for? Indian says: Nothing at all. Gently they stir, gently rise. The dead are newborn awakening, with ravaged limbs and wet souls. Gently they sigh in rapt funeral amazement. Who called these dead to dance? Was it the young woman learning to play the ghost song on her baby grand? Was it the wilderness children? Was it the ghost god himself, stuttering, cheering, chatting blindly? I called you up to anoint the earth. I called you to announce sadness falling like burned skin. I called you to wish you well, to glory in self like a new monster, and now I call you to pray. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Indios dispersos en la sangrante carretera del alba. Fantasmas agrupando las frágiles mentes de los niños. Sangre en las calles, en la ciudad del New Heaven. Manchas de sangre en los tejados y en las palmeras de Venecia. Sangre en mi amor, en el terrible verano. Sangriento sol rojo en la fantástica Los Ángeles. Sangre gritando como si cortaran sus dedos. Sangre brotará en el nacimiento de la nación. Sangre es la rosa de la misteriosa unión. Sangre que se eleva, está siguiendome. Indio, indio, ¿Para qué moriste? El indio dice: Por nada en absoluto. Gentilmente se agitan, gentilmente ascienden. Los muertos son recién nacidos despertándose, con desoladoras amputaciones y almas húmedas. Gentilmente suspiran en el extasiado funeral de asombro. ¿Quién llamo a esa muerte a bailar? ¿Fue la joven mujer aprendiendo a tocar la canción del fantasma en su pequeño piano? ¿Fueron los desérticos niños? ¿Fue el mismo fantasma de Dios, tartamudo, animado, charlando ciegamente? Te he llamado para embalsamar la tierra, Te he llamado para anunciar la tristeza cayendo como piel quemada. Te he llamado para desearte el bien, para glorificarte como un nuevo monstruo, y ahora te llamo para rezar. The Doors - Newborn Awakening - An American Prayer
'American Night' - Homage to Jim Morrison
 
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Music,Prose,Poetry:I DO NOT OWN THE COPYRIGHT OF THESE ORIGINAL RECORDINGS AND IMAGES
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Jim Morrison...An American Prayer
 
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This is Jim Morrison's poetry titled An American Prayer.
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11. The Doors - Curses, Invocations (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Curses, Invocations - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Curses, invocations. Weird bareheaded mongrels. I keep expecting one of you to rise. Large buxom obese queens. Garden hogs and cunt veterans. Quaint cabbage saints. Shit hoarders and individualists. Drag strip officials. Tight lipped losers and lustfull fuck salesman. My militant dandies. All strange order of monsters. We welcome you to our procession. Here come the comedians. Look at them smile. Watch them dance an indian mile. Look al them gesture. How aplomb so to gesture everyone. Words dissemble. Words be quick. Words resemble walking sticks. Plant them, they will grow. Watch them waver so. I'll always be a word man, better than a bird man. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Maldiciones, invocaciones. Extraños mestizos con la cabeza descubierta. Sigo esperando que alguno de ustedes se levante. Grandes y obesas reinas. Cerdos de jardín y coños veteranos. Pintorescos repollos santos. Acaparadores de mierda e individualistas. Despedir a los oficiales. Perdedores con labios apretados y vendedor de mierda lujorioso. Mis dandis militares. Toda la extraña orden de monstruos. Te damos la bienvenida a nuestra procesión. Aquí vienen los cómicos. Míralos sonreír. Míralos bailar una milla india. Míralos gesticular. Cuanto aplomo para gesticular a todos. Las palabras se disimulan. Las palabras son rápidas. Las palabras parecen bastones. Plántalas, ellas crecerán. Míralos dudar así. Siempre seré un hombre de palabra, mejor que un hombre pájaro. The Doors - Curses, Invocations - An American Prayer
Roadhouse Blues; An American Prayer By Jim Morrison & Music By The Doors
 
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An American Prayer Jim Morrison Music By The Doors Enjoy :D (For entertainment only, I don't have the rights to this song or intend on breaking any laws. I just want to share the good vibes)
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The Doors - Ghost Song [HQ - Lyrics] - from An American Prayer
 
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Lyrics: Awake. Shake dreams from your hair My pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day The day's divinity First thing you see. A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon Couples naked race down by it's quiet side And we laugh like soft, mad children Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy The music and voices are all around us. Choose they croon the ancient ones The time has come again Choose now, they croon Beneath the moon Beside an ancient lake Enter again the sweet forest Enter the hot dream Come with us Everything is broken up and dances. Indians scattered, On dawn's highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's, Fragile eggshell mind We have assembled inside, This ancient and insane theater To propagate our lust for life, And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets. The barns have stormed The windows kept, And only one of all the rest To dance and save us From the divine mockery of words, Music inflames temperament. Ooh great creator of being Grant us one more hour, To perform our art And perfect our lives. We need great golden copulations, When the true kings murderers Are allowed to roam free, A thousand magicians arise in the land Where are the feast we are promised? Keywords: eddie vedder e the doors, skrillex e the doors, snoop dogg e the doors, the doors, the doors absolutely live, the doors acoustic, the doors alabama song, the doors album, the doors alive, the doors alive she cried full album, the doors american prayer, the doors another kiss, the doors apocalypse now, the doors backdoor man live, the doors best hits, the doors best of, the doors black, the doors blue sunday, the doors blues, the doors box set, the doors break on through, the doors break on through hq, the doors break on through karaoke, the doors can you give me sanctuary, the doors celebration of the lizard live, the doors city of lights, the doors classic albums, the doors cover band, the doors crawling king snake, the doors crystal, the doors crystal ship, the doors crystal ship live, the doors cumbia, the doors dance on fire, the doors debut album, the doors deleted scenes, the doors demo, the doors do it, the doors documentary, the doors documentary when you're strange full, the doors don't touch the earth, the doors down kryptonite, the doors down so long, the doors ed sullivan, the doors ed sullivan full, the doors ed sullivan light my fire, the doors ed sullivan touch me, the doors elevator scene, the doors end of the night, the doors end of the night live, the doors end of the night lyrics, the doors ending, the doors exitos, the doors feast of friends, the doors fire, the doors first album, the doors five to one, the doors five to one live, the doors forrest gump, the doors full album, the doors full circle, the doors full concert, the doors full movie, the doors ghost, the doors ghost song, the doors gloria, the doors gloria alive she cried, the doors gloria dirty version, the doors gloria live, the doors gloria lyrics, the doors gloria official video, the doors greatest, the doors guitar lesson, the doors hands upon the wheel, the doors hd, the doors hello i love you, the doors hello i love you music video, the doors hill dwellers, the doors hollywood bowl full concert, the doors hotel, the doors house upon the hill, the doors hq, the doors hyacinth house demo, the doors i been down so long, the doors i looked at you, the doors i love you, the doors in concert, the doors in the studio, the doors indian summer, the doors interview, the doors is everybody in, the doors isle of wight, the doors love her madly, the doors love street, the doors movie, the doors peace frog, the doors soft parade, the doors soul kitchen, the doors the end
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2. The Doors - Ghost Song (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Ghost Song - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Awake. Shake dreams from your hair, my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day, choose the sign of your day. The day's divinity. First thing you see. A vast radiant beach and cool jewelled moon. Couples naked race down by its quiet side, and we laugh like soft mad children, smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy. The music and voices with all around us Choose they croon, the ancient ones. The time has come again. Choose now they croon beneath the moon, beside an ancient lake. Enter again the sweet forest, enter the hot dream, come with us. Everything is broken up and dances. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Despierta. Sacúdete sueños de tu pelo, mi linda niña, mi dulce. Elige el día y el signo para tu día. El día es divino. La primera cosa que ves. Una inmensa y radiante playa y una bonita y adornada luna. Parejas desnudas corren por sus tranquilos lados, y nosotros reímos como suaves y locos niños, inmersos en la lana confusa de la mente infantil. La música y las voces giran a nuestro alrededor. Eligen su canto, los antiguos. El tiempo ha regresado. Eligen ahora su canto debajo de la luna, junto a un lago antiguo. Entra otra vez en el dulce bosque, entra en el cálido sueño, ven con nosotros. Todo está roto y baila. The Doors - Ghost Song - An American Prayer
The Doors - Angels and Sailors [HQ - Lyrics] - from An American Prayer
 
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Lyrics: Angels and sailors Rich girls Backyard fences Tents Dreams watching each other narrowly Soft luxuriant cars Girls in garages, stripped Out to get liquor and clothes Half gallons of wine and six-packs of beer Jumped, humped, born to suffer Made to undress in the wilderness. I will never treat you mean Never start no kind of scene I'll tell you every place and person that I've been. Always a playground instructor, never a killer Always a bridesmaid on the verge of fame or over He manouvered two girls into his hotel room One a friend, the other, the young one, a newer stranger Vaguely Mexican or Puerto Rican Poor boys thighs and buttock scarred by a father's belt She's trying to rie Story of her boyfriend, of teenage stoned death games Handsome lad, dead in a car Confusion No connections Come 'ere I love you Peace on earth Will you die for me? Eat me This way The end I'll always be true Never go out, sneaking out on you, babe If you'll only show me Far Arden again. I'm surprised you could get it up He whips her lightly, sardonically, with belt Haven't I been through enough? she asks Now dressed and leaving The Spanish girl begins to bleed She says her period It's Catholic heaven I have an ancient Indian crucifix around my neck My chest is hard and brown Lying on stained, wretched sheets with a bleeding virgin We could plan a murder Or start a religion. Keywords: eddie vedder e the doors, skrillex e the doors, snoop dogg e the doors, the doors, the doors absolutely live, the doors acoustic, the doors alabama song, the doors album, the doors alive, the doors alive she cried full album, the doors american prayer, the doors another kiss, the doors apocalypse now, the doors awake, the doors backdoor man live, the doors best hits, the doors best of, the doors black, the doors blue sunday, the doors blues, the doors box set, the doors break on through, the doors break on through hq, the doors break on through karaoke, the doors can you give me sanctuary, the doors celebration of the lizard live, the doors city of lights, the doors classic albums, the doors cover band, the doors crawling king snake, the doors crystal, the doors crystal ship, the doors crystal ship live, the doors cumbia, the doors dance on fire, the doors debut album, the doors deleted scenes, the doors demo, the doors do it, the doors documentary, the doors documentary when you're strange full, the doors don't touch the earth, the doors down kryptonite, the doors down so long, the doors ed sullivan, the doors ed sullivan full, the doors ed sullivan light my fire, the doors ed sullivan touch me, the doors elevator scene, the doors end of the night, the doors end of the night live, the doors end of the night lyrics, the doors ending, the doors exitos, the doors feast of friends, the doors fire, the doors first album, the doors five to one, the doors five to one live, the doors forrest gump, the doors full album, the doors full circle, the doors full concert, the doors full movie, the doors ghost, the doors ghost song, the doors gloria, the doors gloria alive she cried, the doors gloria dirty version, the doors gloria live, the doors gloria lyrics, the doors gloria official video, the doors greatest, the doors guitar lesson, the doors hands upon the wheel, the doors hd, the doors hello i love you, the doors hello i love you music video, the doors hill dwellers, the doors hollywood bowl full concert, the doors hotel, the doors hq, the doors hyacinth house demo, the doors i been down so long, the doors i looked at you, the doors i love you, the doors in concert, the doors in the studio, the doors indian summer, the doors interview, the doors is everybody in, the doors isle of wight, the doors love her madly, the doors love street, the doors movie, the doors peace frog, the doors soft parade, the doors soul kitchen, the doors the end
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Jim Morrison - Awake
 
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Jim Morrison - Awake . From album ,,American Prayer", 1978.
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The Doors - "Ghost Song"  (Subtitulado)
 
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Uno de los mas hermosos poemas escritos por el señor Jim Morrison y que apareciera en el disco AN AMERICAN PRAYER que es el noveno y último álbum de estudio de la banda The Doors. En 1978, seis años después de que la agrupación se separara, los miembros que seguían vivos se reunieron y grabaron música para acompañar los poemas de Jim Morrison, que habían sido registrados anteriormente en una sesión de 1970. Que nos siga preparando el cielo a todos los que vamos en busca del Rey Lagarto...
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23. The Doors - The Ghost Song (extended version) (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - The Ghost Song (Extended Version) - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Awake. Shake dreams from your hair, my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day, choose the sign of your day. The day's divinity. First thing you see. A vast radiant beach and cool jewelled moon. Couples naked race down by its quiet side, and we laugh like soft mad children, smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy. The music and voices with all around us. Choose they croon the ancient ones. The time has come again. Choose now they croon beneath the moon, beside an ancient lake. Enter again the sweet forest, enter the hot dream, come with us. Everything is broken up and dances. Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding. Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind. We have assembled inside this ancient and insane theatre, to propogate our lust for life and flee the swarming wisdom of the streets. The barns are stormed, the windows kept, and only one of all the rest to dance and save us with divine mockery of words. Music inflames temperament. Oh, great creator of being, grant us one more hour to perform our artand perfect our lives. We need great golden copulations. (When the true king's murderers are allowed to run free, a thousand magicians arise in the land) Where are the feasts we were promised? (One more thing) Thank you, o Lord, for the white blind light. Thank you, o Lord, for the white blind light. A city rises from the sea. I had a splitting headache, from which the future's made. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Despierta. Sacúdete sueños de tu pelo, mi pequeña, mi dulce. Elige el día, elige el signo para tu día. El día es divino. La primera cosa que ves. Una inmensa y radiante playa y una bonita adornada luna. Parejas desnudas corren por sus tranquilos lados, y nosotros reímos como dulces y locos niños, inmersos en la lana confusa de la mente infantil. La música y las voces giran a nuestro alrededor. Eligen su canto, los antiguos. El tiempo ha regresado. Elige ahora su canto debajo de la luna, junto al lago antiguo. Entra otra vez en el dulce bosque, entra en el cálido sueño, ven con nosotros. Todo está roto y baila. Indios dispersos en la sangrante carretera del alba. Fantasmas agrupando las frágiles mentes de los niños. Nos hemos reunido dentro de este antiguo e insano teatro, para propagar nuestra ambición de vida y escapar de la sabiduría que invade las calles. Los graneros son asaltados, las ventanas se mantienen, y sólo uno de todo el resto para bailar y salvarnos con burlas divinas de palabras. La música inflama el temperamento. Oh, gran creador del ser, concédenos una hora más para realizar nuestro arte y perfeccionar nuestras vidas. Necesitamos grandes y doradas cópulas. (Cuando los verdaderos asesinos del rey son dejados correr libremente, mil magos surgen en la tierra) ¿Dónde están los banquetes que nos prometieron? (Una cosa más) Gracias, oh Señor, por la luz blanca ciega. Gracias, oh Señor, por la luz blanca ciega. Una ciudad se levanta del mar. Tuve un terrible dolor de cabeza, de lo que está hecho el futuro. The Doors - The Ghost Song (Extended Version) - An American Prayer
1. The Doors - Awake (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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LYRICS ENGLISH: Is everybody in? Is everybody in? Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin. Wake up! You can't remember where it was. Had this dream stopped? LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: ¿Están todos adentro? ¿Están todos adentro? ¿Están todos adentro? La ceremonia está a punto de comenzar. ¡Despierta! No puedes recordar dónde fue. ¿Se ha detenido este sueño? The Doors - Awake - An American Prayer
Jim Morrison An American prayer ( with lyrics )
 
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Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom Have you been borne yet and are you alive? Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war We need great golden copulations The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest Our mother is dead in the sea Do you know we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals and that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood Do you know we are ruled by T.V. The moon is dry blood beast Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine amassing for warfare on innocent herdsman who are just dying O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives The moths and atheists are doubly divine and dying We live, we die and death not ends it Journey we more into the Nightmare Cling to life Our passion'd flower Cling to Cunts & cocks of despair We got our final vision by clap Columbus groin got filled with green death I touched her thigh and death smiled We have assembled inside this ancient and insane theatre To propagate our lust for life & flee the swarming wisdom of the streets The barns are stormed The windows kept and only one of all the rest To dance and save us With the divine mockery of words Music inflames temperament When the true King's murderers are allowed to roam free a 1000 Magicians arise in the land Where are the feasts we are promised? Where is the wine The New Wine dying on the vine
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10. The Doors - The Movie (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - The Movie - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: "The movie will begin in five moments", the mindless voice announced. All those unseated will await the next show. We filed slowly, languidly into the hall. The auditorium was vast and silent. As we seated and were darkened, the voice continued. "The program for this evening is not new. You've seen this entertainment through and through. You've seen your birth, your life and death. You might recall all of the rest. Did you have a good world when you died? Enough to base a movie on?" -I'm getting out of here. -Where are you going? -To the other side of morning. Please, don't chase the clouds pagodas. Her cunt gripped him like a warm friendly hand. -It's alright, all your friends are here. -When can I meet them? -After you've eaten. -I'm not hungry. -Uh, we meant beaten. Silver stream, silvery scream. Impossible concentration. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: "La película comenzará en unos instantes", la voz sin sentido anunció. Todos los que no estén sentados esperarán al siguiente espectáculo. Nos registramos lentamente, lánguidamente en el pasillo. El auditorio era enorme y silencioso. Cuando nos sentamos y fuimos oscurecidos, la voz continuaba. "El programa de esta tarde no es nuevo. Vieron este espectáculo de principio a fin. Vieron sus nacimiento, sus vidas y sus muertes. Pueden recordar todo el resto. ¿Tienes un buen mundo cuando mueres? ¿Lo sufinciente para basarlo en una película?" -Me estoy yendo de aquí. -¿Dónde vas? -Al otro lado de la mañana. Por favor, no persigas las pagodas de las nubes. Su coño lo agarró como una mano cálida y amistosa. -Está bien, todos tus amigos están aquí. -¿Cuándo podré reunirme con ellos? -Después de que hayas comido. -No tengo hambre. -Uh, quisimos decir golpeado. Corriente de plata, grito plateado. Concentración imposible. The Doors - The Movie - An American Prayer
Jim Morrison&The Doors An American Prayer Video by "The Doors Portal"
 
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Hour For Magic by Jim Morrison (An American Prayer- The Doors)
 
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An American Prayer- The Doors
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8. The Doors - Angels And Sailors (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Angels And Sailors - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Angels and sailors, rich girls, backyard fences, tents, dreams watching each other narrowly, soft luxurious cars, girls in garages stripped out to get liquor and clothes, half gallons of wine and six-packs of beer. Jumped, humped, born to suffer, made to undress in the wilderness. I will never treat you mean. Never start no kind of scene. I'll tell you every place and person that I've been. Always a playground instructor, never a killer. Always a bridesmaid on the verge of fame or over. He maneuvered two girls into his hotel room. One a friend, the other, the young one, a newer stranger. Vaguely Mexican or Puerto Rican. Poor boys thighs and buttock scarred by a father's belt. She's trying to rise, story of her boyfriend, of teenage stoned death games. Handsome lad, dead in a car. Confusion. No connections. Come here. I love you. Peace on earth. Will you die for me? Eat me. This way. The end. I'll always be true. Never go out sneaking out on you, baby. If you'll only show me Far Arden again. I'm surprised you could get it up. He whips her lightly, sardonically with belt. Haven't I been through enough?, she asks, now dressed and leaving. The spanish girl begins to bleed. She says her period. It's Catholic heaven. I have an ancient indian crucifix around my neck. My chest is hard and brown. Lying on stained wretched sheets with a bleeding virgin. We could plan a murder or start a religion. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Ángeles y marineros, chicas ricas, vallas de jardines, carpas, sueños mirándose estrechamente, coches suaves y lujosos, chicas en garajes desnudandose para conseguir licor y ropa, medio galón de vino y seis paquetes de cerveza. Saltado, jorobado, nacido para sufrir, hecho para desnudarse en el desierto. Nunca te trataré mal. Nunca empezaré ninguna clase de escena. Te diré en cada lugar y cada persona en los que he estado. Siempre un instructor en el campo de juego, nunca un asesino. Siempre una dama de honor al borde de la fama o sobre ella. Él maniobró a dos chicas en su habitación de hotel. Una, una amiga, la otra, la más joven, una nueva desconocida. Vagamente mexicana o puertorriqueña. Pobres muslos de muchachos y nalgas llenas de cicatrices del cinturón de su padre. Ella está intentando levantar, historia de su novio, de juegos adolescentes de muerte. Chico guapo, muerto en un coche. Confusión. Sin conexiones. Ven aquí. Te amo. Paz en la tierra. ¿Morirás por mí? Cómeme. De esta manera. El fin. Siempre te seré sincero. Nunca saldré a escondidas, nena. Si sólo me mostraras la Lejana Arden otra vez. Me sorprende que puedas levantarte. Él la azota ligeramente, sardónicamente con el cinturón. ¿No ha sido ya suficiente?, pregunta ella, ahora vestida y yéndose. La chica española comienza a sangrar. Dice que es su menstruación. Eso es el cielo católico. Tengo un antiguo crucifijo indio alrededor de mi cuello. Mi pecho es duro y marrón. Tumbado en sábanas manchadas con una virgen sangrante. Podríamos planear un asesinato o empezar una religión. The Doors - Angels And Sailors - An American Prayer
9. The Doors - Stoned Immaculate (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Stoned Immaculate - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: I'll tell you this... No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn. Back in those days, everything was simpler and more confused. One summer night, going to the pier, I ran into two young girls. The blonde one was called Freedom, the dark one, Enterprise. We talked and they told me this story. Now listen to this... I'll tell you about Texas radio and the big beat, soft driven, slow and mad, like some new language. Reaching your head with the cold sudden fury of a divine messenger. Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god. Wandering, wandering in hopless night. Out here in the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we is stoned, immaculate. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Te diré esto... Ninguna recompensa eterna nos perdonará por ahora malgastar el alba. De vuelta en aquellos días, todo era más simple y más confuso. Una noche de verano, yendo al muelle, me encontré con dos jóvenes chicas. La rubia se llamaba Libertad, la morena, Empresa. Hablamos y me contaron esta historia. Ahora escucha esto... Te hablaré sobre la radio de Texas y el gran ritmo, suavemente conducido, lento y loco, como algún nuevo lenguaje. Llegando a tu cabeza con la fria furia repentina de un mensajero divino. Déjame hablarte sobre la angustia y la pérdida de dios. Vagando, vagando en una noche desesperanzada. Aquí fuera en el perímetro no hay estrellas. Aquí fuera estamos colocados, inmaculados. The Doors - Stoned Immaculate - An American Prayer
The Doors-An American Prayer
 
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The Doors-An American Prayer
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THE DOORS / JIM MORRISON - AN AMERICAN PRAYER (LEGENDADO)
 
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Poema de Jim Morrison - "Uma Oração Americana" com legendas em português.
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The Doors - An American Prayer - "The Movie"
 
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An American Prayer is a last studio album by The Doors. In 1978, seven years after lead singer Jim Morrison died and five years after the remaining members of the band broke up, Ray Manzarek, Robby Krieger, and John Densmore reunited and recorded backing tracks over Morrison's poetry (originally recorded in 1969 and 1970). Other pieces of music and spoken word recorded by the Doors and Morrison were also used in the audio collage, such as dialogue from Morrison's film HWY and snippets from jam sessions. I do not own this song, etc.
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6. The Doors - Black Polished Chrome (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Black Polished Chrome - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: The music was new. Black polished chrome. And came over the summer, like liquid night. The DJ's took pills to stay awake and play for seven days. They went to the studio, and someone knew him, someone knew the TV showman. He came to our homeroom party and played records. And when he left in the hot noon sun and walked to his car, we saw the chooks had written "F.U.C.K" on his windshield. He wiped it off with a rag and smiling cooly drove away. He's rich, got a big car. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: La música era nueva. Negro cromo pulido. Y vino después del verano, como noche líquida. El DJ tomó pastillas para mantenerse despierto y tocar por siete días. Ellos fueron al estudio, y alguien lo conocía, alguien conocía al hombre de la TV. Él fue a nuestra fiesta en casa y pinchó discos. Y cuando se marchó en el cálido sol del mediodía y caminó hacia su coche, vimos que unos tontos habían escrito "JÓDETE" en su parabrisas. Lo limpió con un trapo y sonriendo se fue tranquilamente. Él es rico, tiene un gran coche. The Doors - Black Polished Chrome - An American Prayer
3. The Doors - Dawns Highway (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Dawns Highway - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Me and my mother and father and a grandmother and a grandfather, driving through the desert at dawn, and a truck load of indian workers had either hit another car, or just I don't know what happened, but there were indians scattered all over the highway, bleeding to death. So the car pulls up and stops. That was the first time tasted fear. I musta' been about four. Like a child is like a flower, his head is just floating in the breeze, man. The reaction I get now thinking about it looking back is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead indians, maybe one or two of them , were just running around freaking out and just leaped into my soul, and they're still. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Yo, mi madre, mi padre, mi abuela y mi abuelo, conduciendo a través del desierto al amanecer, un camión de trabajadores indios había golpeado a otro coche, o exactamente no sé que sucedió, pero allí estaban los indios dispersados por toda la carretera, sangrando hasta morir. Entonces el coche gira y para. Era la primera vez que probaba el miedo. Yo debía de tener cuatro años. Como un niño es como una flor, su cabeza sólo está flotando en la brisa, hombre. La sensación que tengo ahora cuando pienso en ello, es que las almas de aquellos indios muertos, tal vez una o dos de ellas, quizá estuviesen corriendo enloquecidas por allí, y sólo saltaron a mi alma, y aún siguen ahí. The Doors - Dawns Highway - An American Prayer
18. The Doors - Hour For Magic (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Hour For Magic - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Resident mockery give us an hour for magic. We of the purple glove. We of the starling flight and velvet hour. We of arabic pleasure's breed. We of sundome and the night. Give us a creed to believe, a night of lust. Give us trust in the night. Give of color, hundred hues, a rich mandala, for me and you, and for your silky pillowed house, a head, wisdom and a bed. Troubled decree. Resident mockery has claimed thee. We used to believe in the good old days. We still receive in little ways the things of kindness. An unsporting brow. Forget and allow. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: La burla residente nos da una hora para la magia. Nosotros los del guante púrpura. Nosotros los del vuelo de estornino y la hora del terciopelo. Nosotros los de la raza de placer árabe. Nosotros los de la cúpula solar y la noche. Danos un credo para creer, una noche de lujuria. Danos confianza en la noche. Danos color, cientos de matices, una rica mandala, para mí y para ti, y para tu sedosa casa de almohadas, una cabeza, sabiduría y una cama. Problemático decreto. La burla residente te ha reclamado. Solíamos creer en los buenos viejos tiempos. Todavía recibimos en pequeñas maneras las cosas de la bondad. Una frente antideportiva. Olvida y permite. The Doors - Hour For Magic - An American Prayer
19. The Doors - Freedom Exists (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Freedom Exists - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Did you know freedom exists in school books? Did you know mad men are running our prisons? Within a jail, within a gaol, within a white free protestant maelstrom. We're perched headlong on the edge of boredom. We're reaching for death on the end of a candle. We're trying for something that's already found us. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: ¿Sabes que la libertad existe en los libros escolares? ¿Sabes que hombres locos están dirigiendo nuestras prisiones? Dentro de una cárcel, dentro de una carcer, dentro de un blanco libre remolino protestante. Estamos encaramados de cabeza en el borde del aburrimiento. Estamos alcanzando a la muerte al final de una vela. Estamos intentando algo que ya nos ha encontrado. The Doors - Freedom Exists - An American Prayer
The Doors An American Prayer
 
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The Doors An American Prayer
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14. The Doors - The World On Fire (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - The World On Fire - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: The world on fire. Taxi from Africa. The grand hotel. He was drunk. A big party last night. Back, going back in all directions. Sleeping these insane hours. I'll never wake up in a good mood again. I'm sick of these stinky boots. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: El mundo en llamas. Taxi desde África. El gran hotel. Él estaba borracho. Una gran fiesta anoche. Atrás, volviendo atrás en todas direcciones. Durmiendo esas insanas horas. Nunca despertaré de buen humor otra vez. Estoy harto de estas apestosas botas. The Doors - The World On Fire - An American Prayer
12. The Doors - American Night (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - American Night - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: The American night. What was that? I don't know. Sounds like guns... thunder. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: La noche Americana. ¿Qué fue eso? No lo sé. Suena como armas... trueno. The Doors - American Night - An American Prayer
17. The Doors - An American Prayer (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - An American Prayer - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom? Have you been borne yet and are you alive? Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages. Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests. Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war? We need great golden copulations. The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest, our mother is dead in the sea. Do you know we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals? And that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood? Do you know we are ruled by TV? The moon is dry blood beast. Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine amassing for warfare on innocent. Herdsman who are just dying. Oh, great creator of being, grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives. The moths and atheists are doubly divine. And dying... We live, we die, and death not ends it. Journey we more into the nightmare. Cling to life, our passio flower. Cling to cunts and cocks of despair. We got our final vision by clap. Columbus' groin got filled with green death. (I touched her thigh and death smiled) We have assembled inside this ancient and insane theatre, to propogate our lust for life and flee the swarming wisdom of the streets. The barns are stormed, the windows kept and only one of all the rest to dance and save us with divine mockery of words. Music inflames temperament. (When the true king's murderers are allowed to run free, a thousand magicians arise in the land) Where are the feasts we were promised? Where is the wine?, the new wine. Dying on the vine. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: ¿Conoces el cálido progreso bajo las estrellas? ¿Sabes que existimos? ¿Has olvidado las llaves del reino? ¿Has nacido y estás vivo? Reinventemos los dioses, todos los mitos de los tiempos. Celebremos símbolos desde el profundo y antiguo bosque. ¿Has olvidado las lecciones de la antigua guerra? Necesitamos grandes cópulas doradas. Los padres están cacariando en los árboles del bosque, nuestra madre está muerta en el mar. ¿Sabes que estamos siendo conducidos a matanzas por plácidos almirantes? ¿Y que gordos y lentos generales están siendo obscenos en sangre joven? ¿Sabes que estamos siendo manejados por la televisión? La luna es una bestia de sangre seca. Las bandas guerrilleras son números rodantes en la próxima bloque de vid verde amontonada para guerras sobre inocentes. Pastor que está muriendo. Oh, gran creador del ser, concédenos una hora más para realizar nuestro arte y perfeccionar nuestras vidas. Las polillas y los ateos son doblemente divinos. Y muriendo... Vivimos, morimos, y la muerte no lo termina. Viajemos más adentro de la pesadilla. Aferrarse a la vida, nuestra flor de la pasión. Aferrarse a coños y pollas de desesperación. Conseguimos nuestra visión final por aplaudir. La ingle de Colón se llenó de muerte verde. (Toqué su muslo y la muerte sonrió) Nos hemos reunido dentro de este antiguo e insano teatro, para propagar nuestra ambición de vida y escapar de la sabiduría que invade las calles. Los graneros son asaltados, las ventanas se mantienen Y sólo uno de todo el resto para bailar y salvarnos con burlas divinas de palabras. La música inflama el temperamento. (Cuando los verdaderos asesinos del rey son dejados correr libremente, mil magos surgen en la tierra) Donde están los banquetes que nos prometieron? Dónde está el vino?, el nuevo vino. Muriendo en la vid. The Doors - An American Prayer - An American Prayer
20. The Doors - A Feast Of Friends (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - A Feast Of Friends - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: I'm sick of doubt. Live in the light of certain south. Cruel bindings. The servants have the power. Dog-men and their mean women, pulling poor blankets over our sailors. I'm sick of dour faces staring at me from the T.V tower. I want roses in my garden bower. Dig? Royal babies rubies, must now replace aborted. Strangers in the mud. These mutants, blood-meal for the plant that's plowed. They are waiting to take us into the severed garden. Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful comes death on a strange hour? Unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed. Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders, smooth as raven's claws. No more money, no more fancy dress. This other kingdom seems by far the best. Until its other jaw reveals incest and loose obedience to a vegetable law. I will not go. Prefer a feast of friends to the giant family. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Estoy harto de la duda. Vivir en la luz de la certeza sur. Crueles ataduras. Los sirvientes tienen el poder. Hombre perros y sus mujeres malas, tirando mantas pobres sobre nuestros marineros. Estoy harto de austeras caras mirándome desde la torre de la televisión. Quiero rosas en mi enrejado jardín. ¿Comprendes? Bebes reales, rubíes, deben ahora reemplazar abortados. Extranjeros en el fango. Esos mutantes, harina de sangre para la planta que está arada. Están esperando para llevarnos al jardín. ¿Sabes lo pálida y desenfrenadamente emocionada viene la muerte en una extraña hora? Sin avisar, sin planificar, como un aterrador y amigable invitado que has traído a tu cama. La muerte hace ángeles de todos nosotros y nos pone alas donde teníamos hombros, suaves como garras de cuervo. No más dinero, no más disfraces. Este otro reino parece desde lejos el mejor. Hasta su otra mandíbula revela incesto y obediencia suelta a una ley vegetal. No iré. Prefiero una fiesta de amigos a la familia gigante. The Doors - A Feast Of Friends - An American Prayer
16. The Doors - The Hitchhiker (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - The Hitchhiker - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Thoughts in time and out of season. The Hitchhiker stood by the side of the road and leveled his thumb, in the calm calculus of reason. Hi, How you doin'?, I just got back into town L.A. I was out on the desert for awhile. "Riders on the storm". Yeah, in the middle of it. "Riders on the storm". Right. "Into this world we're born". Hey, listen, man, I really got a problem. "Into this world we're thrown". When I was out on the desert, you know, "Like a dog without a bone. An actor out on loan". I don't know how to tell you, "Riders on the storm". but, ah, I killed somebody, "There's a killer on the road". but, "His brain is squirming like a toad". it's no big deal, you know. I don't think anybody will find out about it, but... "Take a long holiday". Just, "Let your children play". this guy gave me a ride and "If you give this man a ride". started giving me a lot of trouble, "Sweet family will die" and I just couldn't take it, you know, "Killer on the road". and I wasted him. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Pensamientos a tiempo y pasados de moda. El Autoestopista permanecía junto a la carretera y niveló su pulgar, en el tranquilo cálculo de la razón. Hola, ¿Qué tal?, Acabo regresar a Los Ángeles. Estuve en el desierto por un tiempo. "Jinetes en la tormenta". Si, en medio de eso. "Jinetes en la tormenta". Correcto. "En este mundo nacemos". ¡Eh!, escucha, hombre, realmente tengo un problema. "En este mundo somos arrojados". Cuando estaba en el desierto, sabes, "Como un perro sin hueso, como actores con deudas". no sé cómo decírtelo, "Jinetes en la tormenta". pero, ah, maté a alguien, "Hay un asesino en la carretera". pero, "Su cerebro se retuerce como un sapo". no es gran cosa, sabes. No creo que nadie encuentre nada sobre eso, pero... "Coge unas largas vacaciones". Sólo, "Deja que tus niños jueguen". este chico me llevó y "Si mandas a este hombre a pasear". comenzó a darme muchos problemas, "La dulce familia morirá". y no podía aguantarlo, sabes, "Asesino en la carretera". y lo perdí. The Doors - The Hitchhiker - An American Prayer
21. The Doors - Babylon Fading (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Babylon Fading - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Then we hear a whistle like a bison's pipe and the carnival immediately begins. Gradually mixing, rain, thunder, bullfight, football, playground, war, penny-arcade. Babylon fading. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Entonces se escucha un silbido como una pipa de un bisonte y el carnaval comienza inmediatamente. Poco a poco se combina, lluvia , trueno, corrida de toros, fútbol, patio de recreo, guerra, sala de juegos. Babilonia se desvanece. The Doors - Babylon Fading - An American Prayer
22. The Doors - Bird Of Prey (An American Prayer) (LYRICS)
 
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The Doors - Bird Of Prey - An American Prayer LYRICS ENGLISH: Bird of prey, bird of prey, flying high, flying high, in the summer sky. Bird of prey, bird of prey, flying high, flying high. Gently pass on by. Bird of prey, bird of prey, flying high, flying high. Am I going to die? Bird of prey, bird of prey, flying high, flying high. Take me on your flight. LETRA TRADUCIDA ESPAÑOL: Ave de rapiña, ave de rapiña, volando alto, volando alto, en el cielo de verano. Ave de rapiña, ave de rapiña, volando alto, volando alto. Pasa suavemente. Ave de rapiña, ave rapiña, volando alto, volando alto. ¿Voy a morir? Ave de rapiña, ave de rapiña, volando alto, volando alto. Llévame en tu vuelo. The Doors - Bird Of Prey - An American Prayer
Jim Morrison An American Prayer subtitulada
 
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...DE BUKOWSKI A JIM MORRISON... Jim Morrison - An American Prayer
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